This past Friday was a very hectic day for a handful, 11, of people where I work. Before I begin tho I must mention that I was off from work on Friday and everything I heard Friday was from a little birdie, Facebook, friends, and from my co-workers. I didn’t find out the whole truth until Monday morning when I went into work. A person with any kind of brain could realize that business is slow around here and money is tight. Anyone working here should be able to see that when you are not working that it highly visible to the people not making any money. It’s been coming for a few months, the forecasts for upcoming jobs have been full of delays and cancellations. I’m not blind, I see these things, and to tell you the truth I have been a little worried. However, since I don’t take having full time employment lightly I always try to keep my options open. I will admit, I have made more than one phone call in the last few months to secure alternative options if everything were to take a shit around here. But, I’m not here to talk about me or how I see things, I’m here because the stupidity of some of the people I work(ed) with never ceases to amaze me. I have wasted a post or three on this and my Magic Weekend blog about a certain fucktard who is so screwed up in the head I can’t ever figure out how he gets up in the morning to even come to work, that is when he decided to come to work. I could go on and on and on about how this piece of work was a genius in his own mind but I have a story to tell. Why else would we be here?

Friday morning I got a phone call to ask me if I had heard what has happened at work. I got this phone call at a little after 10 a.m. where my little birdie told me a tale that blew my mind. While I was off and at home nursing two very sore (like walking on pebbles and glass pain) feet the company I work for was laying people off. As mentioned above, some of us can see the future because we pay the fuck attention to our surroundings. Most of the “gossip” I was getting was third party hear-say, it almost was like my little birdie was yanking my chain a time or two. When the call was over I looked to see the time not knowing how important a developing timeline would become over the next coming days. So, just remember the time mentioned above, 10ish. I attempted to contact my supervisor first and got his voicemail. I attempted to contact my manager second, got his damn voicemail as well. My last attempt was with a friend and co-worker, surely he will pick up, nope, got his freaking voicemail too. Frustrated now, I’m thinking to myself “oh shit” did I get the axe and nobody wants to talk to me. I spent the next hour and a half very worried. I was tempted to just get dressed and go into work to make sure everything was indeed okay. Finally, my manager calls me back and explained that he was in a very important meeting and was unable to step out of it to take my call. Fair enough. He didn’t volunteer any information even after allot of fishing. I informed him I fully ready to come in and work if I was needed and he repeatedly told me to just stay home and we would settle up on Monday. Then, shortly after ending the call my supervisor calls me. We had almost the exact same conversation. It was bizarre, like being in my own episode of The Twilight Zone or something. Those of you who are old enough will realize the underlying comedy of that last statement. I’m still worried a bit, very unsettled. I couldn’t ask the questions I wanted to ask because I wasn’t supposed to know anything I already knew. So, damn it. Finally, sometime after 1 p.m. my friend from work calls me and gave me the skinny on what had happened and how it happened. Also, he explained that the meeting was a company-wide meeting to explain to the remaining employees what the lay-offs were all about. Basically, business is business and we are open to make money. It was time to cull the herd to prevent a total infection of the entire company. I can live with that. I can also live with the fact that I wasn’t considered for the chopping block.

The weekend came and went pretty fast as it normally does for me. I thought about work quite a bit because with the two people that were laid off it will change the general groove and feeling in the warehouse when I go back in. Why? One of the people laid off was my supervisor’s step-son. It’s no coincidence that his step-son is also the fucktard I will be talking about a bit here today. The fucktard in question also just so happens to be one of my three “work kids” that I have mentioned a time or so in the past. As fate would have it I’m left with only one work kid. Anyway, now we are moving on, back to the story at hand. The assumption (by me) is that the fucktard went straight home after being laid off. I was given the understanding that he made quite a scene upon his exit. I don’t know because I wasn’t there. But knowing him I wouldn’t see him leaving any other way. All the other drama queens had to stop what they were doing, I’m sure, just to see how it was done. I found out on Monday that a few prior employees here which have been gone for at least 2 years were talking to my supervisor and my friend because they learned from Facebook that everyone here had been laid off and the company was now closed, the end. Both of them assured the callers that the company is still standing with the doors still open for business. The whole Facebook episode was read by a concentrated amount of people who ALL showed concern. Now, since it made me ask, I asked why in the hell they were getting the fucktard’s wife’s Facebook status updates. Yea, that’s right, it wasn’t on the fucktard’s Facebook page, it was on his wife’s page. She is a piece of work all in herself. She is very self centered, very conceited, just plain stupid, super lazy, and a poor excuse for a human being, in my opinion of course. Put simply, I don’t care for either one of them, the fucktard or his wife. This whole Facebook thing had me a bit confused. Not because she posted something stupid, but because she posted something stupid that was full of lies. I love reading or listening to someone’s lies when I know the truth, it really humors me. So, on Monday night I went and did a Facebook people search to see the bullshit for myself. Everybody who had seen it were not kidding when they mentioned how screwed up it all was. Granted, y’all don’t know these two from Jack and Jill, so y’all will just have to trust me when I tell you she is lazy and worthless and he is a genuine in the flesh fucktard. She sits at home all day on her phone or computer and is on Facebook making comments with her 1782 friends. No, there was not a misprint, you read correctly, 1782 Facebook friends.

So, I’m going to now take the liberty to lay out the conversation had about her dear husband getting laid off. There won’t be names because I still think I need to protect the identity of these ignorant fools for some reason. But, I will include the timestamp. When I’m done with the conversation I will break it all down for all of y’all. Keep in mind this content was extracted straight from the fucktard’s wife’s Facebook page. She had an engaging conversation with 6 whole people on Friday morning after he was laid off. Enjoy!

11:07am Fucktard’s wife: “This is just fucking great, ******* got laid the fuck off” 11:10am #1: “Omg why?11:10am Fucktard’s wife: “No work. They all got laid off”11:11am #1: “That sucks ;( hope he finds something soon”11:12am Fuctard’s wife: “me too idk what to fucking do”11:21am #1: “Me either”11:28am #2: “that sucks I know he finds another job”12:47pm #3: “oh no!”2:04pm #4: “I know I know I know”2:04pm Fucktard’s wife: “I know I know u turd”12:12pm #5: “sort to hear that looking for a job myself so now how he fills”6:36pm Fucktard’s wife: “yeah I cant believe this shit happened”6:37pm Fucktard’s wife: “he was the hardest worker they had”9:08pm #6: “he can get unemployment at least it will be something”9:10pm Fucktard’s wife: ” yeah he should qualify but it is not enough to what we needing we could barely even get by on what he was making.

Damn I feel stupid after re-typing all that shit letter for letter. So, let’s review. Either she is stupid or the fucktard told her the entire company closed and that is why he was laid off. Possibly both. I had to read this brief conversation several times just to merely wrap my head around it all. As mentioned before, reading something like this when one knows the actual truth truly makes my head spin. Then, laughter sets in, then the urge to high five both of them in the face (repeatedly) takes over, then anger sets in, and then I was pissed because this piece of shit is a real piece of work. Why am I even sharing all of this crap with you? Because…….it’s funny. Plain and simple, it’s just funny. Plus, this is my place to explore the crazy shit that happens around me that I just can’t explain. Yes, mother, I know, it’s not my job to explain everything. Sadly, these two will eventually breed and produce an offspring of some sorts. Anyway, I won’t even get started with why they both should have been “fixed” at birth. In review, this company is still open (minus 11 poor souls), I still have my job which is a bonus, and everyday I wake up from now on I will remember to just kick ass a push forward. Don’t get me wrong, business is slow, but it’s not dead. Quick note, the pictures are from a Google search. No, I did not have permission to extract the conversation above from Facebook. No, I am not Facebook friends with the fucktard or his wife.

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